The extreme unlikelihood of entities existing independently
The strangest thing happened a few days ago. I listened to a song I was once addicted to, something like 7-8 years ago. Listened to it constantly, on a loop, during gaming sessions and other activities. Basically it was always in the background. And then I stopped. Well, that’s natural I guess, since the purpose of a song is to be squeezed of all essence and vitality and pure melodic juice and then be left to dry up and die outside in the hot sun. Right? Fast forward 8 years later and I suddenly have an itch NAY an urge! To hear this song again, and what do you know I’m hooked yet again, to a song I excavated thoroughly. But really, that’s hardly the point. There’s a minute segment, really tiny and by the roadsideISH during the song, that gets me every damn time. It’s the best part of it, and that’s saying a lot, because the song is amazing, quite possibly one of the greatest tracks ever composed since the beginning of the decade. I won’t try to analyze and scrutinize it, that’ll be futile to say the least, suffice to just say that it’s constructed as such: 12 minutes and 29 seconds of 3 big, overarching parts.
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First part: from 0 to 120 mph right off the bat. No preliminary adjustments, no intro, just straight up mayhem. But an elegant mayhem nonetheless. It’s maybe ¾ down the line in terms of tracks within a concept album, so the story just picks up because it relies on the fact the listener is prepared and already ingested the former bits of the story’s narrative.
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Second part: suddenly it dies off, as surprisingly as it started, yet smoothly, into something like 6 minutes of pure instrumental bliss. This part can be actually divided into smaller parts, but let’s leave it at that for now. So we’re now 10:20 into the song, and the instrumental part picks up to a goddamn breaking point, the critical mass, the singularity inside a black hole, the tipping point of an iceberg about to crash down on all mankind, a behemoth from the planet NURGALION who’s about to unleash his/hers swarm of devotees, bound by oath to serve the vengeful beast for all time, not even death being the means to end their suffering. And so there’s an ungodly guitar solo at this crucial point, but it’s hidden behind all these layers of sound and color and flavors, but it’s there, shy but OH SO confident, and within this guitar solo resides an entity, only 7 seconds long, that sends my brain to a place that’s bare and green and true.
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Third part: the rest of the song, with lyrics. Not as strong as the first or second parts, but a good sign-off after the climax.
And then I thought about it, about that heavenly riff 7 seconds long, and how it has no meaning unless strictly bound to what came before it. If I were to listen to that bit by itself it would have meant absolutely nothing. The song makes such a good job of preparing you, lulling, hypnotizing, luring you in with a melodic promise it can’t possibly hold, but you are helpless in this battle and you follow, no choice really in this case, and you’re about to get your heart broken for sure, there’s just no way it can deliver, just no way. And in you fall down the pit, like a fool hopelessly in love with the most beautiful woman in the world that you know you don’t deserve, she’s out of your league but your stupid, blind ass follow her entranced, only seeing forward, in black & white, no peripheral awareness whatsoever. The world doesn’t matter at all right now, only her and you and this song, or is she the song? Still doesn’t matter. It’s all a blur now. You’re just barely conscious. Colors swirling around and daze you blissfully. Your eyes are closed but you can see everything. Red and orange and yellow are the monarchs here. You feel a warm liquid substance engulfing you from all sides, but you can still breathe. It’s comforting and nice. An understanding start to creep in as you realize you’ve just returned to the place it all started. You’re in a womb. The womb all living things return to at the end. A collective womb to rest and heal from this journey. The touch of soft hands cradle you and you immediately fall asleep. In your head you realize that the promise was kept, and you start to see your life in a series of bright flashes of light. It was leading you here, and you are now complete.
So basically that’s what the 7 seconds entity feels like to me.
A promise was made.
A promise was kept.
